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Yang Ji had a profound impression of Hong Bo, for he was only an independent cultivator, yet he had managed to reach the pinnacle of the Nascent Soul Realm, an extraordinary feat indeed.

Back then, Yang Ji had speculated that Hong Bo must have received some legacy, otherwise such fortune would've been difficult to come by.

Unexpectedly, today it was Hong Bo who paid a visit. With an old friend's arrival, a rich smile appeared on Yang Ji's face as he immediately said, "Bring in Hong Bo!"

"Yes, Honored Leader!" The Zhe Long Sword transformed into a Zhe Long, its dragon head swaying as it darted out.

Before long, footsteps resounded from outside the hall, and a familiar figure with a smiling face slowly appeared at the doorway.

"Hong Bo pays respects to the Hall Master!" Yang Ji's achievements as a Dao child and becoming a Tribulation Immortal were already known far and wide, and thus Hong Bo was exceptionally polite.

"Brother Hong, there's no need for formalities, please have a seat!" Yang Ji laughed as he waved his hand, levitating Hong Bo's hands which were in the midst of paying respects and gestured for him to sit beside him.

"I didn't expect Brother Hong to visit today. It certainly surprises me a great deal."

Hong Bo laughed and said, "To tell the truth, I am here to seek the status of a True Immortal. After joining the Dao Sect, I intended to visit an old friend first, only to find out upon inquiry that you, the Hall Master, are overseeing this matter."

Hong Bo, who had wandered the world for many years, naturally carried an ethereal and immortal-like demeanor, speaking in a measured and deliberate way.

"Indeed, I am in charge of the affairs related to attaining immortality. Those cultivators who came in reverence have all been arranged to cultivate in other great halls. I plan to choose a day to meet with them," Yang Ji said with a smile.

"In that case, I'm taking the back door and seizing the chance to meet the person in charge first. I hope this doesn't break any rules," said Hong Bo with a jesting laugh.

"Hahaha!" Yang Ji laughed and waved his hand, "Back in the day, we joined forces to deal with the Infernal Demon Lord, sharing adversities as friends. How can our friendship be compared to others? You said it yourself, you're visiting an old friend, how could this be breaking the rules? We don't have so many rules between us."

"However, to be frank with you, in order to achieve the status of a True Immortal, you must join our Wuji Dao Sect and allow a restriction spell to be placed within your sea of consciousness."

Yang Ji's words took a turn as he looked toward Hong Bo.

The Taichu Divine Tree was of great significance; even though he had some acquaintance with Hong Bo, he could not reveal it carelessly.

No surprise showed on Hong Bo's face; someone like him, who had roamed the Red Dust as an independent cultivator for many years, understood deeply that there was no such thing as a free lunch. Hearing that a restriction spell was required, his expression only changed slightly before he looked up and asked, "Who will place the restriction spells?"

"I will," Yang Ji declared.

"You, Hall Master?" Hong Bo's gaze steadied, seemingly relieved, and a trace of a smile appeared on his face, "Then I am willing!"

"Being under your guidance is an honor. The Hall Master is a genius with boundless prospects; I am willing to receive this restriction."

"Good, with your words, brother, I promise you the status of a True Immortal, and even, perhaps in the future... the endless lifespan of a Great Luo Immortal Sage," Yang Ji said, his whole aura surging as the pressure of a True Immortal thunderously filled the entire hall, causing the air itself to solidify.

"A True Immortal?" Hong Bo's gaze fixed, slightly surprised. He was surprised by Yang Ji's strength; it was said that not long ago Yang Ji was just a Tribulation Immortal, and now he had become a powerful True Immortal in the blink of an eye. He was also surprised by Yang Ji's words—a Great Luo Immortal Sage, also known as a Daluo Golden Immortal, meant an existence with endless lifespan, could he really promise that?

"I can," Yang Ji affirmed with a smile, confirming the information that appeared above his head.

With the Shen Yin, the Taichu Divine Tree in hand, there would come a day when it would bear the fruit of the Great Luo Immortal Sage; consuming it would grant one an endless lifespan and longevity, immortality.

"Honored Leader's words truly stir my heart and are hard to contain. Please place the restriction upon me now," Hong Bo inhaled deeply, a radiant smile on his face as even his manner of addressing Yang Ji changed, and he opened up all his Primordial Spirit's defenses.

"Very well! I will place the restriction on you now." Yang Ji immediately performed several techniques and placed both the Death Seal and the Destiny Charm.

After all was done, he looked at Hong Bo and said, "Today, I had a vague feeling that you would come, and even sensed that you would bring me a piece of fortune."

"The Honored Leader foresaw my visit?" Surprise flickered in Hong Bo's eyes as he looked up thoughtfully, "I won't hide it from the Honored Leader; many years ago, I indeed came across a great fortune and obtained a Mahayana cultivator's mantle. Otherwise, I would not have reached the peak of Mahayana. But due to lacking a solid foundation, there was no way I could be confident in overcoming the ten Heavenly Tribulations to achieve the status of a True Immortal. That's why I approached the Dao Sect for the sake of achieving a seat as a True Immortal."

"Other than a Superior Dao Artifact, I truly cannot think of anything that could bring any fortune to an esteemed Red Dust Immortal such as yourself," Hong Bo mused. Suddenly, he spoke up, "Oh, there is one peculiar item – a yellow talisman; when burnt, it can consume one's lifespan and is capable of slashing the lifespan of others by tenfold. It once saved me from a dire situation."

"Could it be a Curse of Hastened Death?" Yang Ji straightened suddenly, eyes shining with excitement as he blurted out.

"A Curse of Hastened Death? Is that its name?" Hong Bo turned his hand and took out the yellow talisman. Upon seeing it, Yang Ji recognized it at a glance—it indeed was a Curse of Hastened Death.

"This is indeed the Curse of Hastened Death, it seems my calculations were not wrong," Yang Ji said with a pleased smile.

"Since this yellow talisman is of use to our respected master, then please take it!" Hong Bo's face revealed a hint of a smile as he tossed the talisman toward Yang Ji.

"Indeed, this talisman is of use to me, but I can't just take it from you for nothing. Here, take this Immortal Artifact." Yang Ji caught the Death Sentence and, with a cheerful expression, handed over a cultivated Immortal Artifact to Hong Bo in return.

"An Immortal Artifact? That's too valuable," Hong Bo's expression changed, and he repeatedly waved his hands to refuse.

"This Immortal Artifact is lacking an Artifact Spirit, and strictly speaking, it can only be considered a Semi-Immortal Instrument. However, if you nurture it with care, it will eventually transform into a true Immortal Artifact. Please accept it." Yang Ji raised his hand and pushed the Immortal Artifact through the air over to him.

Such Immortal Artifacts without Artifact Spirits were plentiful in his hands, all stripped from the bodies of the Immortal Armor Army Spirits and then cultivated.

"This... thank you, respected master!" Even though Hong Bo was not prone to showing emotions, he was visibly excited at this moment.

One must know that Immortal Artifacts are hard to come by, even ordinary Red Dust Immortals don't possess them; generally, they are held in the hands of those stronger Red Dust Immortals.

He never expected to obtain an Immortal Artifact today.

In that instant, he felt that following Yang Ji was indeed a wise decision.

Yang Ji smiled. In fact, acquiring the Curse of Hastened Death was the real jackpot. It was a Destiny Charm derived from the supreme Treasure of Death Sentence, unfathomable and powerful.

This time, having achieved the status of Red Dust Immortal and with a long life ahead, he would have ample time to study the Death Sentence and the Wheel of Destiny, to reveal the mysteries and sharpness that they truly possessed.

This calculation was indeed spot-on; Yang Ji was extremely pleased with himself and became even more devoted to the art of calculation.

However, for the moment, he put that aside and looked at Hong Bo, "You have reached the pinnacle of Mahayana, only one step away from becoming a Tribulation Immortal. Come, I shall help you achieve the Immortal Fruit status now."

"Now?"

Before Hong Bo could even react, Yang Ji grabbed him, and when they reappeared, they were already above the Nine Heavens. Experience more tales on My Virtual Library Empire

With the aid of Shen Yin and the boost from Yang Ji's Life Mark,

below the roaring Sea of Thunder, Hong Bo expected a life-and-death struggle; unexpectedly, in a daze, he achieved True Immortality.

Upon returning directly to the Wenxian Heavenly Domain, he still hadn't fully come back to his senses.

True Immortality, just like that?

Yang Ji simply smiled and patted his shoulder, "The status of Great Luo Immortal Sage will surprise you even more, get used to it in advance."

"Thank you, respected master!" Hong Bo revitalized, finally coming back to his senses.

"Come, I'll take you to the Time Tower to cultivate." Yang Ji led him into the Time Tower, and once again began to delve deep into the art of calculation.

Time hurried by, and in the blink of an eye, three hundred years had passed.

Inside the Time Tower, six thousand years had gone by.

Yang Ji's art of calculation had improved greatly; he calculated more and with greater accuracy.

It was on this day that from the Floating Luo Sea, news arrived from the Demon Consort.

Yang Ji, in communion with his clone, slowly opened his eyes, "Let me go to the Demon Realm to cultivate and strive to achieve the Demon Emperor title soon? Could it be that the Heavenly Demon is planning to act and ready to propel a group of Demon Lords?"

Yang Ji immediately thought of his own strategies and speculated from there.

In the Demon Realm, there is no shortage of Demon Ancestors, all of them powerful and high-reaching figures.

Yang Ji was still not willing to get involved lightly, and he didn't even dare to let his clone enter.

Lost in thought, Yang Ji suddenly smiled, "It seems I must go and meet the Demon Consort myself."